Gaze To The North Lyrics by Eleventh He Reaches Londo
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All I'd want from God, is kiss His red hand
Look in His eyes and spit on His face

I've now become, a weight on the scales
A whale to the sea, a ghost to the home

I'd want from God, a sleep with no wake
Ironic and true and gaze to the north
All I'd want from God, is kiss His red hand   Look in His eyes and spit on His face      I've now become, a weight on the scales   A whale to the sea, a ghost to the home      I'd want from God, a sleep with no wake   Ironic and true and gaze to the north